Springfield daily republic. [volume] (Springfield, O. [Ohio]) 1887-1888, 1887-04-06
HOUSE OR HOME!
WHY THE SIMPSON FAMILY DIDN'T
LIKE THEIR NEW QUARTERS.
Advantages and Disadvantages Of the
Annual fliiting-rhe Hou.. Where the
Baby Disd-"ws Want to 60 Hom.,"
At Last

At Last.
The simpsons were moving.
They had rather fallen into the habit; /;
II was easier 10 move than to clean house.
And a. the place they lived in was always
owned 10y somebody else, they had no par
tlCular interest III staying there.
Ii had It's advantages. this annual fit
ting. but there were also numerous disad
yantages, too, II one stopped 10 reckon
them up.
Mr.. Simpson had No time to do this
He was too busy earning the money 10
pay rent To grasping landlords
Mrs, Simpson had no inclination. She
thought Of the places on the walls where
the heads of the family We're photographed
of the suuky ceiling, the ash heaps in the
hack ya,d She wanted 10 cut looSe from
all these disagreeable associations
Mr.. Simpson let her have her own way;
he merely remarked parenthetically that
the children would he soon like the
farmers hens. He had moved So often
that wherever they saw white canvas
covered wagon cross the prairie they laid
down and held up their feet to be tied.
The disadvantage was in tearing up
things that had taken root The chairs
and sofas, the stoves, the pictures and
piano had all adjusted themselves, hoping
they had come TO stay. Like the tabled
mandrake IF classic lore. they shrieked
with pain when torn up from their native
soil.
HARDER THAN EVER.
II WAS rather awkward for Mrs Simp-
son 10 90 around explaining TO her friends
that she had moved again. II gave her
the feeling Of being a sort of peripatetic
show. But she eNpatiated upon the su
perior drainage and advanced school priv
ilegcs of the rev quarters and SO built
new road TO h'r Rome.
But this time it was harder than ever
10 move, because-becaTise-w well-the
baby was goI.., She had died in that
house-the little Ada, tine sweet 3 year
old baby-and Mrs. simpson had said /
that was why she wanted to move. She
could not bear TO stay where everything
reminded her of her lost darling But she |
realized before she left the house that she .
had made mistake
The very walls were magnetized with !
the sweet presence. And if the cry of /
pain still fingered in the silence WAS it not |
offset by the merry, habbling laughter.
the patter, patter of her tiny, musical /
feet. the joyous bird call of the vanished /
baby
There were her little finger marks on
the donrs-the tracks of her small feet on
the thrcshod-the very spot on the wall
where she had hraced her small defiant
head So many times when she would not
come AT mammals call
And some one had marked there with
pencil date, with the words, "Ada-so
high"
She had grown higher now BY no
earthly measure could they reach her
angel stature.
Ever since the days when il was recorded
in Holy Writ, And little child shall
lead them" children have been wise and
sweet ahjusters. Sometimes they
straighten ont some entangled skein by
living, some times by dying
THE REASON WHY.
And this brings me again to the moving
and the reason why the Simpsons will no
move this spring, nor next spring, nor
any other spring, please God, until they
go into the house not made with hands.
They had moved and were all in heaps
in the new house, which was nobody's
home.
The distracted furniture stood around
on one leg and shrieked whenever IL was
touched. The stoves were down and re-
fused to go up. The carpets were misiits
and contracted themselves out Of shape. |
else went and got lost.
Mrs. Simpson was nearly distracted.
Mr.. Simpson had his hat on sideways; his
face was red and his voice keyed way up.
Then the little army Of children came
in. sat down on the carpets and began to
cry in unison:
I'VE want to 60 home! We want to go
homei'
Home" echoed Mrs. Simpson; ''home!
why, this is home, children"
No, it aint"' they hoxled; '.it's
a home,'
That speech had the funniest effect ,
upon Mr. Simpson. He caught up first
one child and then another and hugged ,
and squeezed it.
"You blessed little darlings" he cried. ,
''You are right; houses are not homes
Out Of the whole flock there is only one ,
who has a home. But you shall have
one or your father will know the reason ,
why ,
That settled it. You could not find a ,,
happier home than the one in which the r
Simpsons are housed to-day.
Where every neghbor is dear n relation
And the latch string is always hanging at the ;
door. ,
Mrs NJ l.. Rayne in Detroit Free Press. :
The Slang of Shakespeare.